Welcome to the Amity compound,' says Johanna. Her eyes fix on my face, and she smiles crookedly. 'Let us take care of… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Well, I already know what happened to my face", I say. "I was there. Sort of — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Welcome to the Amity compound," Johanna's eyes fix on my face, and she smiles crookedly. "Let us take care of you. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You don’t always have to smack people in the face with how strong you are — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He touches my face, covering my cheeks with his hands, sliding his fingertips down my neck, fitting his fingers to the slight… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He pulls me over the railing and against his chest, gathering me into his arms, easing an arm under my knees. I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He told me once to be brave, and though I have stood still while knives spun toward my face and jumped off… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Can you tell me where to find Tobias'? I ask. When I imagine his face, affection for him bubbles up inside of… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I laugh, mirthless, a mad laugh. I savor the scowl on her face, the hate in her eyes. She was like a… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
His eyes search the crowd until they find my face. My heartbeat lives in my throat; lives in my cheeks. "I still… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Can I ask why you’re throwing knives at cheese?’ ‘Caleb came by to discuss something,’ Tobias says, leaning his head against the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He turns toward me. I want to touch him, but I’m afraid of his bareness; afraid that he will make me bare… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I just wanted to thank you' he says, his voice low. 'A group of scientists told you that my genes were damaged,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I see a few hands stretching out to me at the edge of the net, so I grabbed the first one I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
What is it with you today?” says Christina on the way to breakfast. Her eyes are still swollen from sleep and her… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
A sob racks my body again, and he wraps his arms around me so tightly I find it difficult to breathe, but… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
My body rises with the water. Instead of kicking my feet to stay abreast of it, I push all the air from… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Without thinking, I grab Al's arm and squeeze it as tightly as I can. I just need something to hold on to.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Then Drew shuffles into the dining hall. I drop my toast, and my mouth drifts open. Calling him “bruised” would be an… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I try to catch my breath and calm myself down, but it isn't easy. I was dead. I was dead, and then… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Writing means not just staring ugliness in the face, but finding a way to embrace it. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He leans his face close to mine and wraps his fingers around my chin. His hand smells like metal. When was the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Tris," Tobias says, crouching next to me. His face is pale, almost yellow. There is too much I want to say. The… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Caleb and Tris exchange a look. The skin on his face and on her knuckles is nearly the same colour, purple-blue-green, as… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Do I look like I’ve been crying?’ I say. ‘Hmm.’ He leans in close, narrowing his eyes like he’s inspecting my face.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He holds my face in both hands and kisses me back. I press into the distance between us until it is gone,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I laugh shakily. ‘You’re a little scary, Four.’ ‘Do me a favor,’ he says, ‘and don’t call me that.’ ‘What should I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I wipe my face with my sleeve, laughing so hard my stomach hurts. If my entire life is like this, loud laughter… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You’re too important to just … die.” He shakes his head. He won’t even look at me—his eyes keep shifting across my… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Uriah looked better than he did an hour ago--he washed the blood from his mouth, and some of the color returned to… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
And don't pay attention to Christina. Your face doesn't look that bad." He smiles a little. "I mean, it looks good. It… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You think my first instinct is to protect you. Because you're small, or a girl, or a Stiff. But you're wrong." He… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Too bad you didn't just take Max up on his offer, Four. Well, too bad for you, anyway," says Eric quietly as… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
She'll have to get over it, then. Are you going to let her drop out of Dauntless for a stupid reason like… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“I was beginning to feel that I had finally found a place to stay, a place that was not so unstable or corrupt or… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“He acts so tough that he’s probably afraid of marshmallows and really bright sunrises or something. Overcompensating.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You always look like someone's sucked the life right out of you when something fascinates you. -Tris — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Don’t worry about me handling the pain," I say. "I’ve had a lot of practice. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Soon I will honor my parents by dying as they died. and if all they believed about death was true, soon I will join… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Mas lembre-se, já agora, que por vezes as pessoas que oprimimos tornam-se mais poderosas do que nós gostaríamos.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“am aware of how little space there is between us—six inches at most. That space feels charged with electricity. I feel like it should… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Oh, good,” I say, a sour taste in my mouth. “Heroism is what I was focused on. Not, you know, trying not to die.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Caleb frowns at him. "How old are you, anyway?" "Eighteen." "And you don't think you're too old to be with my little sister?" Tobias… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
